Jingle Bell Land

FullSizeRenderI am SOOOO tired.  This is highly unusual folks but watching all these people running around buying strange colored boxes with odd little strings on them.  It’s strange enough we have this tree in our living room that has tiny attachments I am supposed to just “look at.”  What is that about?

However, I do occasionally do a “lean in” to the tree, which makes Dad goes insane since I  jingle those little things they hid on the tree.  But isn’t there a man who jingles with a red bucket?  I heard about the Salvation Army men who jingle, and I know the parentals are gathering their donations for the less fortunate.

What’s the use of just looking at a tree if you can’t smell it, crunch it or fetch it?  I’m not sure I know what this Christmas thing is all about yet.

It rained really hard this week, and the yard is a swampland.  I guess I better leave the tree alone because I got in enough trouble with bringing in my wet muddy paws all over the floor and sliding on the baseboards which gives Dad extra work.  Maybe Santa will overlook this one time offense.

All I know it’s dark early, I’m hungrier than ever, and maybe I have the holiday blues so please come and visit since guests always cheer me up.  Remember to bring treats since I have been told I am a bottomless pit whatever that means.

By the way, the temperature was a breezy 65 degrees.

Love

Perry

It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas

IMG_3067What an AWESOME weekend People!

Mom was gone so Dad and I had some boys lounging time on Friday and Saturday and watching mindless television. It was beyond cool since Dad added in some extra Scooby snacks.

We picked up Mom at the airport Saturday night since she was gone to Portland, Maine to do those Motivational Interviewing Training things she seems to always do. I really don’t understand since I’m always motivated to eat healthy but I guess humans aren’t always as smart as us canines.

Sunday morning we woke up and next thing I know Dad was in what they call “the Christmas spirit” and told us all to load up. I know that phrase like the back of my paw. Where were we going? I was just too excited…road trip??

Soon I found myself standing in the middle of a Christmas tree lot, the best one on the west side which is Delancey Street Christmas Trees. The men were so nice to me and gave me lots of attention and pets so I would definitely go back their next year.  Oh the SMELLS, and of course Dad had me on a short leash so I would not mark those trees not that I would even think about doing that.

I have been really good with the tree but then again the parentals are tempting me with this huge stick in the living room?

I am trying to be good. I must be doing a good job because Auntie Marjorie in NJ sent me some packages for my resting times. Thank you Auntie Marj-or-ie as Dad says.

My Latest Weim Crime

The sanity of the season is getting the better of me. I am trying very hard to be positive, kind and good as not to get on the naughty list. Truthfully, it IMG_2334has been a little challenging.

I got into a double trouble the other day and though I blame it on Dad I have to admit it was pretty fun to watch.

First I decided that Dad was not paying sufficient attention to me so I remember Mom putting a little plastic thing in a little cup, behind the computer.  She wasn’t home but I overheard her telling Dad it was called a thumb drive and had important stuff on it. As you can see I really gave the little red device a once over and Mom was not a happy camper when she saw it.

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Next, Dad was trying to photograph a beautiful cupcake for his new website and I got into my second Weim Crime. Yep – that is right folks – I went in low, quick and fast. It was by his foot in the box and he was shooting the plate and the next thing you know I was in and out. Just like that!

But the best part was that when he finally noticed when I was to far away holding the delicious thing in my mouth. The hardest part was not gobbling it down in 0 seconds flat. I taunted him with it and as he stepped in for the retrieve….I swallowed it and licked the frosting off my nose.

Day total….Perry 2 the parental NONE!

We had a really hot Thanksgiving and all of us went on a morning beach walk. The best part was I got to visit Perry’s Cafe IMG_1428and rentals.  It’s about time they city of Santa Monica recognized my name as an important place on the beach.  The nice man took his picture with me – I’m going to back soon since I may have fans there I’m missing out on.

Until next week stay safe and I would recommend staying away from Walmart’s since I heard people there were fighting over TVs this morning.  I’m not sure why a TV is all that important but Santa is going to put those people on the BIG naughty list and maybe my Weim crimes will seem insignificant.

Later People!

Perry

Nuttin For Christmas

I can’t wait for Christmas, even though it’s not quite Thanksgiving.

They say I have a “pen addiction” but they just don’t understand – I want to write to my fans and at this time of year I want to especially write to Santa.

I’ve always enjoyed crunching on a good pen or two – I especially like the red ones, since they explode nicely on my lips and it looks like I did conquer my nemesis, PITA, the squirrel.

But I really shouldn’t say that since I would be deemed naughty, and put on “The Blacklist,” the parentals new show which Dad says is intriguing, whatever that means.

So I better be good so I don’t end up like that Barry Gordon song “Nuttin’ For Christmas.”

It was a blustery day in Santa Monica, and all our lips are chapped except mine which are red as well.  I heard the parentals say I might need to go to Pen’s Anonymous but I might be the only one at the meetings, and it might be a pain in my gluteus maximus, which is small by the way.

Later folks!

Punky

Hands Free Leash

IMG_2320Hello Folks,

Like always life continues and on really good weeks funny things happen that cause us to laugh and so here’s one that’s really FUNNY!

The parentals occasionally receive a product from companies who want them to try things out and blog about it or give feed back. Since Mom is the queen of blogging, tweeting and instragramming we get a few items here and there.

This week it was about a leash. I was excited because that means I can push Dad to the limit and he like me does not like to have his routine messed up. We were getting ready for our walk and I heard Mom yell out, “don’t forget to try out the Hands Free Leash.”

Of course Dad grumbled something along the lines with “you try out the leash” and I knew I had him, ready, set, match.

He looked at the box and opened up this bright green package. I could see from his expression he was not pleased one bit.

  • It had a big strap with zippers, pouches and a clasp.
  • I saw him really search in the small box for instruction and there were none.
  • In his confusion he tried to put the fanny pack belt on me.

The absolute best part was when you realized he was supposed to wear the fanny pack belts and I was to be hooked up with the leash part. It was hilarious, as I know how much Dad has an aversion to fanny packs.

Next we stepped outside attached literally at the hip. Boy it was AWESOME People he had no control over me and I took off, next thing I looked back and he was using his outside voice.  I then saw a nice family walking by our yards and I just stood perfect. (You see when people are around I am flawless for the compliments).

Dad on the other hand was embarrassed, tangled up and definitely not having a good exercise moment. I knew the walk was over before we hit the end of the driveway so I ran back to the house. My swiftness whipped Dad around and this made the veins stick out in his neck.

Once inside and untangled I heard him share his thoughts with Mom about the Hand Free Leash…

“ This would have been perfect during months 7-12 when he had to be tethered to us in the house all the time”. (You see I was always getting into stuff so they kept me on the inside leash).

“This would work well for a little purse dog”

and my favorite…NOT

“The leash would be PERFECT (he gave me a glance of frustration) if the dog walked nice and doesn’t PULL”.

Who cares what he thinks, it was really cool pulling Dad up and down the driveway.

Perry 1 – Dad big fat zero!

So the verdict on the Hands Free Leash…

Works great if you have a dog that enjoys to leisurely walk or if you run. Also, nice compartments for a water bottle and a well sized pouch for keys, phone or money. Finally, it is made with quality materials and is apparently self instructional unless my Dad is trying it on.  And perfect for puppies who need to be tethered all the time while inside like I was when I was of course MUCH younger.

OK, people as you can see I am tired and there was no way I was trying that thing on again.

Oh – almost forgot.  It was a beautiful fall day in Santa Monica.

Perry

A Letter From Doggie Camp

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Things here at camp are awesome!  I really did not want to write and check in since I know you still think of me as a puppy – maybe because I still act like one!

I just cannot get enough of the running around, playing with others and all the animals. When I was riding up here my traveling companions were these big rats that were also hanging out at Daneen’s to help with training – I’m not sure what that was all about but I decided to remain calm since you never know what those non-canine creatures can do.

Now, if I saw them in my yard I would have gone postal. However, it was different somehow and I was as content as could be when I got in the truck since they were my neighbors for the next hour. Dad – you would be proud of me!

I have been getting in plenty of exercise up here and don’t need the fitbit as Dad does, and Mom – you will be pleased since I am eating for healthy and not using the vacation to be off my “health vacation.”

I hope your conference at Sweet Success was good and your talks went well. I heard there were over 300 people gave a lecture to and I would have been a little more than nervous.

OK, got to get back to my running and will see you in a few days.

The weather up here in Acton is quite a warm 82 degrees. I really prefer the calm Santa Monica weather but the 22 exercise play yards here, along with my sheep, donkey, horse and pig friends is way more exciting than our small yard – hope you are enjoying your “Perry free mornings at 6 am.”

I’ll be in full force when I get home Dad so enjoy your rest now while you can.

LOVE,

Punky

Bromance

IMG_2298This week was pretty cool and awesome. One of Dad’s friends of many years moved back to town and I got to hang out with him. The last time he was here I jumped up into his lap and just soaked up the attention and affections that I so require. Don’t tell anyone but I have a little man crush on him.

Michael is pretty important to the parentals’ as he was in their wedding many years ago and was Dad’s roommate at one time. They have been buddies for 15 years and now he is mine. He is a surfer and doctor for young kids so he is cool in my books. Check out our picture!

Besides the Michael visit this week has been a little challenging for me. You know how I was bragging and all about my growing up and being good about not door dashing? Well, I had a few party fouls and got Mom and Dad all worked up.

I don’t get why they get all upset. I mean come on – I would never run away! I have it way too easy. Every once in a while I just need to stretch my legs a little. It is so ridiculously cool to run and Dad says I look like a gazelle prancing to and fro.

And it’s almost Christmas and didn’t Santa have something named Prancer? OR was it that lady who did the prancercise exercise, which is called funky Punky prancercise program.  What?  That girl stole my name?

Regardless, Dad keeps telling me I do not have automobile consciousness…whatever that means. Parent’s can be so frustrating and they need to get over themselves.

Well that is the update, oh yeah I forgot it rained pretty hard 2 nights ago and that was cool because I tracked mud into the house. Love the mud and enjoy it so much more when I can play chase in the house leaving my prints everywhere…they call that a weimcrime in my town.  Regardless we REALLY needed the rain since we’ve had NO rain.

Today’s temp is a moderate 68 degrees in Santa Monica and don’t forget to vote in the elections this Tuesday it is your Constitutional Right?